

I held my parents hands when we were in crowded places. Until I accidentally grabbed some random woman’s hand and felt really awkward. I probably stopped around age 7.
I love holding my kids hands. They’re big enough that I don’t think I’ll get to hold my elder son’s hand again, and I might get to hold my little guy’s hand a few more times. Here’s hoping.






Go for it!
I do something similar a couple days a week. It looks just as good as a similar cut I’d get from a barber.